Ch.1 A New Begining Part 2. A New Friend
Walking down the sidewalk, I was getting weird looks from everyone. Across the street, people turning and walking the other way. Shops closing as I walk past. I found a nice dark and quiet alleyway, walk into it and sat down, my face in my hands, and my arms in my lap.
"I fell so alone," I said to myself in a soft, weak voice. "I feel like I'm being, isolated." As I said that, one of my friends, Jason, came and sat next to me.
"Hey Sol." Jason said to me as he put his paw on mine. I could feel my tail wagging slowley, so I put it in between my legs.
I stood up and said "Hey, get off me furfag!" I could tell that I hurt his feelings, because he started to lightly whimper. "I'm sorry Jason, I've been going through some rough times latley." I said as I sat back down and put his paw back on mine.
"It's okay, I forgive you," he said, as he wiped a tear away form his eye, thinking I didn't see. "if you ever want to talk about it, I'm alway here." Jason smiled. I adore his smile, it makes me feel like I'm in a fantasy world. After that, I leaned in for a kiss, tilting my muzzle kissing him on the lips, opening our mouths, so that we could explore.
"I'm sorry." I said to him, I knew he was gay, because in our seventh year of school together, he came out me, some of his friends, and his parents. His parents were cool with it, and didn't ask him about it. I didn't think that everyone would be as cool with it for me, as they did with Jason, so I never told anyone that I was bi-sexual.
"Sol, I know that we have known each other for thirteen years, and I was wondering," Jason said smiling and lightly blushing. "will you be my boyfriend Sol? I love you, and want nothing to be between us, will you be mine?"
"Yes," I said back to him kissing him on the cheek "yes, I love you too Jason. I promise never to leave you, or hurt you, I love you."
"Okay hon," Jason said to me, smiling to me brightly, it was amazing nobody else could see his smile from miles away. "I want you to come to my house, for a doggy play date, if you know what I mean." Jason was growing, and was biting his lip.
"Jason, could you not tell your parents that I'm your boyfriend, if their home, of course. I just don't want anymore pain in my life then I've already had." I said to him in a weak voice, while there were tears flying out of my eyes like a faucet.
"M'kay hon," Jason said to me in a soft, relaxing voice. "I won't tell 'em. This'll be our little secret." I sighed in relief. After we talked for a while, we walked out of the wet, dirty alleyway, and started our way to Jasons' house, which was only about a thirty minute walk. When we got to his house it looked amazing! There was a nice huge yard, perfect for running around in. The house was painted a light tan, with a few bushes infront of the house. I was staring at the scene for so long, that Jason had to grab my arm, and pull me inside the house.
"Hey guys, you home?" Jason said in a loud voice. His parents said that they were, and made their way out into the livingroom, and they looked astonishing! His dad was a normal fox, orange body, black forearms and hands and white stomach. Same with his mom, fox, orange, black and white.
"Who is this" Jasons' dad asked curiously.
"This is mt boyf-" He shutup because I elbowed him in the ribs. "He's my new friend I met in school." I could tell that his dad wasn't buying it, so he left, and retreated to the master bedroom, and Jasons' mom followed.
"So Sol, watcha' wanna do?" Jason asked me as his mom walked away.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" I asked polietly to his Jasons' mom.
"Yeah hon?" She replied in a soft voice.
"Can you keep a secret?" I asked her, whimpering a little bit.
"I can. If you're in my home, you're treated as family."
"Well," I started out saying. "I don't think your husband likes me very much. And about that secret, I'm your sons boyfriend, and I love him, can you please not tell your husband about this?"
"Okay, I'll make sure that this dirty little secret is kept away from Markus." She said, smiling and walking out.
"Well, your parents are cool." I said to Jason, he agreed, and kissed my lips.
"Yeah, when I told my parents I was gay, my mom was cool with it, my dad not so much. It got to the point of where he would push me around on a daily basis, calling me names, and just plain being a rude person. One day I said to myself "I've had enough of this world, and everyone in it." and I tried to hang myself. My mom rescued me by cutting me down, making my limp body fall to the floor. I was unconcious for about a week, that was why I wasn't in school for about a month. My mom started paying for me to go see a therapist. It helped a lot, and as I was walking home from my third visit, I saw you there, in that stinky, wet alleyway. I saw that you were slightly crying, so I went over and started a conversation. And when you called me a 'furfag' it hurt me a little. You also said you were going through 'some things'. What were you talking about? And don't lie to me Sol."
"I was talking about..." I said in a hesitated voice. "Can we go to your room please?"
"Sure, c'mon, this way." We walked up the stairs, and into his room. "When we got in his room, I saw that he had posters of bands I liked, his wall was painted a light blue, (my favorite color) and he had a flat screen TV, and a few consoles, and a PC.
"Sorry for the mess, I'll clean it up, gimme a sec." As he said that he was picking up clothes that were originally on the floor, and threw them in a dresser. "So," he finally said. "what were these 'mysterious things' you were talking about?"
I sat down on his bed and began the story. "Well, I've been having these really weird dreams, it seems like I can almost tell the future, and see things from hundreds, thousands of years ago. Last night, I had this dream, oh how relaxing it was, then there was a knock on the door, I went over to check on it, and there as nobody there, only an empty hallway. I closed the door and fell, there was a tiger with a hooded robe on, I couldn't quite see his face though. He wanted me to die, and he pulled out a knife, and stabbed me side" I said as I pulled up my shirt to show him where he had stabbed me. "Then I woke up with a throbbing feeling in my side. I lifted my shirt, only to find no cut, only searing pain, and a rip in my favorite shirt."
Jason and I were both silent for a few minutes, then he broke it.
"Oh, I'm sorry Sol, I haden't an idea you've been through so much in such a short period of time. After he finished his appology, he had a sad expression on his face, and his head was in his lap.
"It's okay Jason, you didn't know, and if I was you, I'd want to know what my boyfriends' been through." I said in a calming voice.
"Yeah, I guess I see where you're getting at Sol. Jason said with a forced smile on his face.
"I'm really tired, today's been a bitch." I said to Jason yawning. As I saw Jason sitting on that bed, I felt a bulge growing in my pants. "Okay, well, I-I'm gonna go to bed, night hon." We exchanged goodnights, he got up, and I stripped into my boxers, and flung myself into his soft, comftorable bed and he got up, and started playing a game. I was thinking about Jason, and wanted to know how big his member was, and what it would feel like inside me. Before I knew it, I fell asleep, it felt like less then two seconds, which was, in reality, thirteen hours.